When I was a kid, Holy Week was always a busy week. We were getting the food ready for the Polish Easter Basket blessing next Saturday and planning for the big meal next Sunday. My mother would be cleaning the house for company. There were eggs to color and chocolate to look forward to. Read More
Palm Sunday | Deacon Allen Tatara Catholic Speaker
On the Inside; On the Outside
This past Thursday, I went to get a haircut. While I was waiting, I began looking in the newspaper at the personal ads. Now, I normally do not read these, but that was the only part of the paper that was there. And I spotted this ad:
VERY WANTED: 30-ish drummer in rockabilly band, with a romantic spirit, professional career, blue eyes, and Catholic! (Now, is it just me, or does that seem a bit too specific?) Read More
